Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

In horror, Natalie stumbled backward involuntarily and almost fell.

Shane quickly let go of the hospital bed and gripped Natalie in alarm, pulling her into his arms. “What’s wrong?”

Natalie looked after the departing hospital bed, then composed herself. When she turned to smile at Shane, it was almost a grimace. “It’s nothing. I was just surprised by Ms. Graham’s scars.”

Shane nodded in understanding.

Afterward, when he had gotten used to it, they’d ceased to bother him.

“Jacqueline got her scars from multiple operations,” Shane explained to Natalie as they walked towards Jacqueline’s hospital room.

Natalie had almost recovered her wits entirely by then. She tilted her head and looked at Shane curiously. “Has Ms. Graham really gone for so many operations?”

“Yep. A tumor grew in Jacqueline’s head when she was in a vegetative state. Due to its location, No doctor dared to remove it completely. The portion of the tumor that was left behind kept growing, so multiple surgeries had to be done to keep it in check,” Shane said, sighing.

“Ah, I see.” Comprehension dawned on Natalie, and she nodded. “Then, has the tumor in Ms. Graham’s head been completely removed by Stanley?”

Shane nodded again.

that Stanley’s surgical

an

Shane eventually arrived at

and was sitting in bed propped up by pillows. Jackson was

them enter, her face darkened. She pushed the cup of water away from her

cup to the bedside table and threw the straw away. He turned, beaming, towards Shane and Natalie.

held up on the way here,” Shane answered briefly. Turning towards the pale Jacqueline and, his

her head but

that Jacqueline was in a disagreeable mood, Shane pursed his lips and said to Jackson and Natalie, “You two head out first. I’ll have a

mind and left

to some seats along the corridor

dating Shane?” Jackson asked casually, reclining

the hospital room they’d just come out from. “Last

would at least have been a few days ago. After all, Shane hasn’t come to the hospital to visit Jacqueline for a

Not even once?

aback by this information. She ruffled her hair to conceal her astonishment, then commented, “He was

Jackson replied. He shrugged his shoulders and said nothing. His gaze, however, was fixed steadfastly

not too familiar with Jackson. She